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funeral poem

persino avrebbe suo scherzo
uno per uno, come va da un albero
il padrone dei destini umani sono io
la mia madre lo ha insegnato che ogni notte
di ci non era mai un suono al lato il legno ma uno
quale si conservare
per verità, per amore
le stelle sono caduto da cielo
ciò è l'arsenale
mi levo in piedi nel tempo grigio freddo
su e giù va

 



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